Down the Fallen [Phay]

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The wind tore through his hair like fingers of a lover, a particular lover he might add, that was exceptionally good at setting off that kind of raging emotion of lust and need that he was feeling now. Only this need, this lust, was of a different sort. This was a hunger for blood, for a payment long over due, and the man cowering at his biker-boot cladded feet? Well he was feeling the heat from him as he stood with his arms crossed over a well-sculpted chest. Dark, fathomless, black eyes bore down into the old man's as he begged and trembled.

"P-please! I didn't understand! YOU LIED!" The old weathered face looking at him was pale, shakened from the deceit that this man casted upon him.

Throwing back his head, he laughed. Laughed so loudly, so coldly, that the wind even stopped blowing for a moment. That laugh...it would make even the cruelest of hearts feel chilled, and his smile? Damn if his smile didn't make it worse! Black eyes glinted as the Prince of Darkness smirked wildly like a wolf grinning at his catch. "Bitch, please! I own you, and that shitload you call a soul. Besides, you signed. In blood."

The old man shook again, causing the man dressed in black to laugh even more harshly and shake his head. This, this was what he lived for. And as he wiggled his way through the man's frightened thoughts, he found that he was actually trying to plan an escape. Up here, on a damn cliff. Really smart, huh? Chuckling to himself, he unfolded his arms and raised them to the heavens. In the most ancient of unknown tongues, he chanted a low heady song that sounded as if thunder and ice had combined together into one to shake the clouds above them and roll across the broken ground like a drum-beat tattooed out on the plains. The man began wailing, just as his voice rose to one last tabbooed note and he clapped his hands together.

Before the old man, shapes in the forms of billowing smoke arose from the ashened ground beneath him. Heat arose, causing the shapes to become disoriented as he tried to peer through the smog that surrounded him. He was still begging, much to the man in black's amusment, still pleading for him to have mercy. Mercy? Now, where had he heard that before? Oh yes, in Heaven. "Hell. No." With another hissed word, the shapes jumped up into the air with broken wings of that which looked like ravens, their eyes the color of Hellfire as they watched the dead man below. With a flick of his wrist, his Demons picked the dead man up, and they nose-dived down the side of the cliffs and into oblivion.

"Damn, another good lawyer wasted and gone. Guess it's time for a new one."

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The forest that stood just beyond the sea cliff, sat quiet, dense any known life had all but fled knowing what had come just outside the forest. It night air was chilly, feeling like ice more than anything else as it tore through the trees, the rustling drowning out any other noise...including the echoing sound of frantic footsteps. Phay tore through the forest, her head was down as she was not looking at any certain direction she was going in; not that she cared either way at the moment. Her hair whipping in her face, her eyes clenched shut, tears where already threatening to fall but she held them back, there was no point to get upset now. She had seen it coming, she had known it would happen and she had thought she had prepared herself for that moment but in the end...

She stumbled to a halt staring at the soft green earth, beneath her feet. Water was blurring up her vision again...she sniffed it back coughing lightly as she drew she read hood over her head covering her most of her face with it. A small bitter smile crept along her face...”I guess second best is all I'll ever be...” Phay chuckled darkly, clenching her fists as she walked through the forest, wiping the tears from her eyes.“Are you alright M'lady?” Icarus voice soothed over her thoughts, his voice was like silk dropped in thick honey as he always spoke with a wise tone.

Phay smiled nodding though she knew he could not see it. “Yeah I'm fine...” Icarus was silent for a moment. “Why did you leave?” Phay gritted her teeth she really didn't want to answer that instead she made him read between the lines. “He doesn't need me anymore...” She listened to Icarus hum in acknowledgment. “So what now M'lady?” Phay looked up at the sky noticing the stars twinkling down at her, she brought her head back down sharply...yeah things were defiantly not going to be the same anymore. “We're leaving.”

“This city?”

“This world...”Phay had made up her mind on the way here...it was for the best as far as she could see it. She had spent the last five years trying to remember...now all she wanted to do was forget. Her life was over...it had been over fifty-eight years ago. All that time spent on trying to remember a family that hadn't loved her about a town that hadn't cared about her. Now that she had remembered, she could no longer call herself a human...Her past, the fifty-eight years of torture she had to endure was and would always be fresh in her mind, it would never be forgotten again as much as Phay wished it would be. She needed run away, as far as she could go without ever looking back.

Phay shook her head, trying her best to clear the echoing voices of memories both old and new as she looked up noticing the forest ending near a set of cliffs, she could hear the waves crashing against the cold slated rocks. It wasn't until she was just coming out of the woods when she noticed a man...dressed in leather, looking very much like a biker or some other form of badass staring out at the sea? It seemed like an odd place from someone like him...Phay suddenly froze, feeling very much like a bucket of ice had just been place around her heart. The feeling was so intense it ached, it burned it froze her she suddenly felt very terrified, not wanting to step out from the shelter of the forest. She did not want to meet whoever was standing there with their back turned away from her. Slowly Phay began to retreat back into the forest, hoping that with the small distance still between them and the roar of both the wind and waves now would block out any sort of noise she might make.

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Shaking his head with satisfaction, he smiled sinisterly at the edge of the cliffs and clapped his hands once more. The Demon shadows arose to meet him, swirling around him like some kind of black fog before the ground before him opened up and swallowed them whole- straight into the depths of Hell. That same smile followed him wherever he went, destroying things, or just playing with souls and the fun never stopped for him.

He was Lucifer after all.

The breeze did not stop, however, when he let his powerful arms falll back into their position across his broad chest. Now that this little game of cat and mouse was over with, he had bigger fish to fry. Like one particular fish that was something so scrumptious, she even made his mouth water, and that was rare indeed. Wherever she went, there was no way in Hell that he would let her go. His Seven Deadly Sins were HIS and his alone. Her acutally begging for redemption? The thought made his stomach clench with pain, or what would better be described as disgust at the thought of his very own sex slave running off to get her white wings. What the hell was she thinking? Stupid bitch, he'd teach her another good lesson when he got her back to Hell.

Ah, now what was that? Back stiffening, the King of Hell perked one arched brow high over his fathomless dark eyes and smirked. Some little hunter was out here with tears in their eyes. The smell, the bite, of fresh salted pain wiffed passed his nose like a piece of pie to a hungry man. Lifting his head to scent the air like a wolf, Lucifer's eyes turned from just the iris's being black to the whole of his eyes being darker than the night with the iris's being blood red. He smelled...pain, immense pain and the thought of messing with someone that already hurt made his mouth water. What was the little one doing so far out here in such a turmoil? Had she even noticed him there? Liking the situation more and more, he chuckled to himself and turned around to face the woods.

"Come out, come out wherever you are, little hunter," he called out to her in a sing-song voice that held so much temptation and heat within it, it would have made any mortal woman clench her thighs together to stop the pooling of hear between her legs. His voice was dark, and rich, like chocolate and satin sheets as he continued, "Come out to play, little hunter. I won't bite...much." Where once the cold had been around him, there was an undeniable heat that smothered the air as he stepped towards the woods once and beckoned the un-seen woman in the woods with a finger and a smile so delicious, it'd make you scream.

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((ooc: Sorry for shortness! but my computer ate my original one : ( I'll make it up to you!))


Phay had just turned around, full intent on slipping away quietly when the man's voice rang out, calling to her. The sound of his voice had made her go stiff, It terrified her to no end, she felt nauseous. She should have ran, every instinct was telling her to run and yet she was moving forward, without a hint of fear on her face. Making her way from the save shadows of the woods to the open field where he stood smirking. Putting on a brave face she stood only a few feet away from him, her hood covered most of her face. The tears were dried off now and the intense sorrow had mostly disappeared as she was now distracted with the matters at hand...as to who this man was.

“M'lady be careful...” Icarus voice rang in with calm alarm washing over her mind as she then glared at the man in full concentration as she took a step back. “I don't know who he is...but I do know meddling with him would be out of our best interests. We need to move quickly if we are to leave this world.” Phay looked down at the ground nodding before looking up again at the man. “I am no longer a hunter...So refrain from saying that.” She continued to glare only for her eyes to widen at the sight of the mans eyes, the deep blood red piercing at her like knifes. Then it stuck her faster than lighting, a deep raging, over boiling feeling of the purest evil. It made her weak in the knees, as it felt as if black hot liquid was pouring over her heart.

Before she knew it, Murderous thoughts where already pouring into her head of her own twisted dark heart that she had forced dormant. Secretly down in the depths of her mind Phay wanted every single living organism to suffer, to suffer as much as she did. To pay for everything that had happened to her and all the betrayal and lost love she went through every time they had cut her open, pumped her full of zenocide then tested her till she died only to be brought back to life so she could be perfected some more and the process would start over. For those few seconds as the mans dark energy poured into her Phay couldn't breath she couldn't speak she could only let herself go numb till the feeling finally subsided.

She caught herself before she fell to her knees, weakly straightening herself up Phay looked at the man; well whatever he was he surely wasn't human. She gulped she had never felt so much pure malice so concentrated before. It scared her and yet she was intrigued, more than she dare to admit. She stood up straight her glare never wavering as she pulled down her hood; her eyes the clearest of blues revealing that at the slightest warning she would be ready to fight him to the death. She spoke in a assertive matter, slated and cold lacking a emotion.

“Who are you?”

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Oh yes, she would hear him alright and she wouldn't be able to turn away. No matter that somewhere deep within her mind's thinking, it would warn her of him and what he may potientally be, she would come to him. It was the way of his power, the way his mind worked into someone else's and played with their weaknessess. This little hunter? Well, she was feeling rather down on herself, so low and grimy from whatever it was she believed she had done. The tiny woman was just right for the picking and to pass her up would mean that he was a fool. And he was NO ONE'S fool. No one.

He toyed with the air around her to send her emotions of curiosity, hoping that she would take the bait and come closer; just a little closer would do the trick. Ah, there was the second voice again. So this little thing had minions did she? Lucifer grinned wickedly, the sight a beauty to behold in fact, and chuckled. While he appeared like the darkest of shadows, he also appeared very worthy of her praise if she had any, and he would glady except it as well if she did. Those minions of hers? Well, he would love to have them under his thumb while he searched for the last of his Seven, his dear, sweet little Lailah. That bitch thought she was getting away? She was a damn fool indeed if she did. Perking a black brow high above black eyes, he laughed. "Not a hunter she says. Then why is it that you are still hunting for something then, little hunter?" He gave her a look that said 'Ha! Take that!' and laughed again. This time his voice wasn't as soft, it had a ring of harshness to it that bespoke of her greatest fears and desires as well. His blood red iris shone like hellfire, the white of his eyes now an unearthly black as the souls he had obtained swirled in them like pools of death. He knew he was terrifying, but he also knew she was curious.

YES! He had gained access into her thoughts and was filling her mind with all sorts of vile things that she kept locked up inside. Her little secrets were his to devour, her darkest desires for revenge revield to her as he cut a path into the deepest part of her mind and took a hold of it. Now that he had her within his grasps, he would not be letting her go until he was through with her. She wanted everything to suffer for what had been wrong with her, to suffer for her losing someone she loved so dearly. And there! He had her in the palm of his hand and she would never know it until he called to her.

Hearing her gulp down air that he had been starving her of, his eyes returned to their normal human look. Dark and fathomless still, but human in their looks. She was terrified, and hell, she should be. It amused him to see her trying to catch her breath, trying to understand what he just did to her. Intriguing? Yes, he supposed he was intriguing to those that met him. Hadn't he captured the souls of several Angels because of it? "Oh, my little lady glares as cold as ice would had she a pretty face." Laughing, he caught those silver blue eyes that held fear, and the rage inside to fight him if she must. "Who am I? I am your savior," the Prince of Darkness replied in a cool voice that would sooth her nerves and call her to him.

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Phay narrowed her eyes at Lucifer disliking the mans two faced appeal...and savior? Just who in the hell did this man think he was? Phay could feel he power shifting, as they stayed lock in the shadows trapped inside there world only able to communicate to her in her mind. Normally by now they would be at her side awaiting her command, ready to rip the cocky bastard in half but for the moment her power was next to nothing and it would take awhile still for them to return, for now she mostly restricted to her human abilities which wouldn't favor her in the least especially if this man was some
kind of demon.

Suddenly Phay psychically lifted an eyebrow, her minions...They seemed uncomfortable she could hear them murmuring to themselves. She couldn't make out what they were saying the just the fact of them being uneasy made Phay slightly worried, they were never like this not to vampire's, lycans, angels or demons. Phay backed up a little more just who was this guy? What on earth could he possible be...Well whatever he was, showing fear or even letting herself feel it was not gonna save her ass, she began to push the anxiety, fear even nervousness out of her mind or at least where it wouldn't bother her, but then she felt it, or more correctly him; she could feel him picking through her brain as if it were some toy box and he was simply looking for something to play with.

Phay growled, mentally slamming the door on him. Phay had enough will power to block out the man's temptations or any other mind games he had in store, well for the most part she hoped so. How was he able to do that...not just anyone had enough power to get past her mind barriers though she admit that they were a little less than strong at the moment but still...It should have had been enough.


Suddenly Icarus's voice rang out, sharp and alarmed. “M'lady..! He is Diabolus!” Phay lifted in eyebrow. “English...Icarus...” She heard him give a small sigh. “He is Lucifer.” Phay gave a blank stare towards Lucifer...Till the name finally struck her. Phay gave a disgruntled look; great of all the people she had to run into it had to be the devil himself. Why did she always attract the weirdest people? Straightening herself up, “I have nothing to say to you...Nor do I want anything to do with you.” The last thing Phay needed right now was more drama...

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Those black eyes watched the little huntress before them with merriment in them. Why you might ask? Oh, because he knew that her mind was weakened from all that she had just recently been through. All the shit and blood she had to claw her way through? He would give her sweet release soon enough and then all of her would be his to control. What fun he could have with all her little minions. Though he was going to have to get rid of the one speaking to her now. He was....trouble and trouble between him and what he wanted was not going to happen. Tsking under his breath, Lucifer folded his arms under each other and watched her struggle with things in her mind. Flicking his wrist, he was pleased to see that she was upset that her shadows weren't coming to her aid right now. Oh this was going to be fun indeed.

Laughing as she perked that irritated eyebrow, he stilled himself and watched. Her minions were having a fit at the sight of him, and they should be. He could wrap them around his little finger and break all Hell open if he wanted to. Stepping to her as she backed up, he crooked his finger and grinned. "Come to me, I won't bite. Much. I just want to talk for a bit. You know, get to know you, little huntress." Soon, he would have her power soon and have her under his thumb. What would he do with her first though? That was the hardest part of taking one's soul; what the hell did you do with the piece of shit once it was yours? He'd let her continue to wonder what he was for a moment. There was no point in scaring her..too much anyway. Not while her minions were giving her all warning. Poking at her mind again, he let his own shadows crawl across the ground in all sorts of twisted, chilling, creatures. Ah, his little pets he was so fond of liked sniffing her out, she was good meat. He could feel her pushing back her fear and her anxiety and hoped that his shadows creatures would bring that out of her so he could have some real fun.

Flinching, he cracked his neck and snarled,"Aww, now that wasn't very nice of you, darling." She had shut him out, but that didn't mean she wouldn't weaken eventually. The little woman would come to him soon enough and she would see his way was the best way. He poked at her again, just to agitate her a little more and grinned.

Roaring with laughter as...Icarus? Yes, Icarus called him Diabolus he bowed deeply and saluted Icarus. "Yes, you can call me that, but most everyone calls me Lucifer, my dear." Seeing her blink at the translation, he shook his head tsking under his breath the whole time. "Icarus, Icarus, you are just going to have to go mate. I'm not very fond of you and all your shit." Phay on the otherhand, well he could do a lot with her. Laughing when she said she didn't want anything to do with him, he twisted into her mind a little and grinned. "Now, now, Phay. You do too, you want revenge don't you? You want everyone to feel that pain you keep hiding from them, don't you? I could help you, you know. I could make them feel what you feel when you are sad, alone...desperate and hungry for something more. I can do that if you'd just let me."